Our Luck Really Is Too Good
Looking at the stunned Chen Yu, the Evil God sneered. "Your luck has been drained until only deathly aura remains. Other than dying, what else can you do?"
"Wouldn't the Exam Star Lord intervene over such a dangerous blessing?"
"Intervene over what? From the moment you set out on this National College Entrance Examination journey, the examination had already begun. The Curse Star Lord might intervene, but there are many things It will not interfere with. If you use it, that is your own ability, and It will not stop you. Besides, to put it bluntly, National College Entrance Examination grades are extremely important to the Exam Star Lord. Every high-scoring student raises Its prestige and gives more people a reason to worship It. If someone gets full marks, It will not care what they do."
"That's way too messed up! What kind of Exam Star Lord is that? Wouldn't Grades Star Lord suit Him better?"
"Mm, you guessed right. He does indeed possess the [Grades] Trait. All right, you know the answer to that question. Anything else?"
"—No."
"Then digest that properly. Hehehe, the expression on your face right now is truly delightful. Gah, that hurts!"
The Evil God clutched Its head and stared at Chen Yu in astonishment.
Chen Yu also stared at his own fist, lost in thought.
Just now, this damned little Evil God had finally touched a nerve, letting him clearly see the Guaranteed Hit above Its head. Then he had thrown a punch with all his might.
The Evil God was worthy of being called an Evil God. An attack that would scatter an ordinary cultivator's Primordial Spirit could only make It feel a bit of pain.
Its status was indeed rather high.
The Evil God also looked